Leaving El Bolson wasn't easy, not least because I had my finger strapped in a perpetual point. However, despite the disability, what was hardest was saying goodbye to a place that had quickly become so familiar and comfortable that if we had left it any longer we would have found ourselves stuck. With plenty more ideas and adventures sought, it was time to go. And so we dragged our over-stuffed backpacks onto a bus with the goodbyes of good people still in our e...

Another blog another bus journey worth noting if only to serve as guidance of how not to get from El Chalten to El Bolson. Route 40 is one of those roads with a reputation. It's the longest road in South America and is a long stretch of gravel and dust. With few options to get from South to North it wasn't really a choice. This long and dusty unmade road stretches between mile upon mile of uninhabitable steppe with only the odd ginger llama for proof that it was ...

A short bus ride on from El Calafate; the road winds and bends through soft rolling hills and long ribbon lakes until the almost gothic peaks of the Fitzroy range start to become visible. El Chalten holds some of the most unclimbable peaks challanging even those who think everest is a walk in the park. The Fitzroys without doubt leave an impression. Vertical sharp shards of granite rise high into clouds from steep green mountains. EL Chalten also leaves an impres...

Believe it or not I'm going to start with another bus ride. Not because of comfortable seats, or great movies, or even stupendous service!! Oh no, we've definitely toughened up since the trip to Mendoza so these treats are well and truly behind us now. Nevertheless, we certainly weren't prepared for the events that occurred during the bus ride to El Calafate! Only 3 hours into our journey there was an almighty crash which brought the bus to an immediate stand-s...

Argentina has been full of surprises. Having thought it was a place to travel through to get to other areas we wanted to visit, very little research was done as to what this vast expanse of land can offer. Never a finer recommendation was made however than by two rather hungover Irish men in a vineyard. We arrived to a very warm welcome at Hi Patagonia hostel. Lucas (a backpacker who found himself unable to leave here) greeted us with a beer in the sunny garden ...